I was ready for you. I would have done anything you wanted me to. I would have gone to the end of the earth with you. Defender of hearts to sacrifice and to give, it would have died fighting had it been allowed to live. The sacred flower was more than you could adore. You took the vessel and emptied it on the floor.
Should have saved my energy for greater things. Now I'm just a bird on a breeze fluttering weakened wings, spinning in a whirlwind in slow motion bound from ring to ding as I fall prey to bigger winged things.